Where do the angels stay?
In the large house, across the bay
My morsels come from them
What do the angels say?
Nothing, they keep talking on phone,
To someone at the other end
Ogling someone else.
What do the angels do?
Attend page 3 parties, whole night
Through.
Why god made angels?
I have no time and mood to think
I am hungry sir.
Can you be an angel too?
Every one is, only some are richer.
Ha Ha....wow....excellent..I liked your free thinking...really liked it...10+
Ah yes, rich angels we too have now. Discriminating heaven....on earth! ! Not to worry. And don't be too anxious to become an angel yet, Nikunj! All in good time....keep writing... Cheers. Subroto
that's a cool poem... i hope i can be the angel.. but if i be the angel... i would like to stay in the forest.. when there's no body will disturbing me...
Love this poem, well done, portraying angels in a modern form!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hey...makes my heart feel lighter!